As Jane took her hands and put cool water on her breasts, she asked, "When did you have to start wearing a bra and living full time as a girl? I remember one summer when Phil was about 14 he went to stay with his aunt and Phyllis came back and enrolled in girls' Catholic school with my sister. Is that when you went full time as a female?""You guessed right. My Mom and my aunt had an attorney change my name and with the help of one of his friends they got me a birth certificate and when I went...

After I returned from a year of living with my Aunt and going to school as a full-time girl, I returned a young teenaged girl. Mom and later my Aunt had very carefully dressed me in clothes that reflected an image of a very young girl. The never let me dress as an adult in party dresses.The first real time that I went out dressed as an adult was when the owner of the most exclusive dress shop in town asked Mom if she could photograph me dressed in party dresses for a fashion layout she was...

When I awoke I heard the shower running - obviously Jim had gotten his bag out of his car and was making himself at home. I wanted to be the picture of a cute little sex kitten so I pulled on an old pair of cutoff jeans and a scooped neck, cropped white T-shirt. The cutoffs were skin tight plus they were very worn and ragged at the hems. They were so short and frayed that my ass cheeks peeked out. I did not wear a bra or panties to deter Jim's intentions, if he had any this morning. ...

As if reading her mind, Hedda said, "Of course some males , no matter how you change their appearance, will never be convincing. However, putting them in the feminine role changes their demeanor, makes them more loving, more malleable.""Huh," said Beth, thinking how Mark liked being caressed in her lingerie, how he used to enjoy their intimate little shopping trips."Didn't you say that he enjoyed shopping for lingerie with you?"Beth nodded and crossed her legs under the table. She was wet and...

Mark was trapped in a fetishistic swirl of slick nylon, alluring women sexily dressed and the tantalizing stigma of submission. It wasn't his fault that he'd been feminized, made to kneel and be subservient to his wife and now this stout bisexual. That's what he told himself as he knelt between Irene's strong legs.

Krys had quietly balked at the transformation, since she did not know that the first stop was the beauty salon. Yet before they began shopping for clothes, she was instantly enamored with the knockout beauty that she had become. Absolutely mesmerized with the image that stared back at her, something clicked into place in her mind, as her practised voice strangely went an octave higher when she marveled at herself. Krys really appreciated the way she looked; as a sexy young woman who definitely...

"One by one, Bea put away my men's things, and bought me more women's things, and taught me how to wear them and how to combine them with each other. Now I love them. Even my men's clothes now are really women's clothes, man-tailored. They feel just... well,,, right. I feel... complete in them. And waking up everyday and choosing my wardrobe is a whole new adventure for me. I love waking up each day!"Pearl seemed to be overwhelmed by what I had said. "So for months now," she said almost...

"So do you agree to remain gagged for now. Your hands are free, and you could take off the gag, but I want you to keep in on. Right now, you only need to listen to me and nod 'yes', and the gag won't prevent that." I nodded. "Go put on a nice dress and heels and then come downstairs."It was a strange feeling, selecting a dress. putting it on, and slipping into a pair of high heels all the while my mouth was filled with a gag I could remove at any time. Why didn't I remove it? Did I want to,...

"... I want to see you perfectly groomed and dressed at all times - of course not while you are scrubbing the kitchen floor, for example, but before and after. And certainly, when you serve my meals I will want to see clean uniforms and aprons. Expect to change aprons at least three times a day, so they always look freshly starched, particularly if you're wearing one of your nice pinafores with these flouncy shoulder straps.""You will address me as 'Madame' at all times and in the third...

"Finally, to be clear about this, two last questions. When I began with you, when I asked you to become one of the girls at my birthday party, did you believe you were a man with a man's desires and in no sense a woman?"I nodded"And now, as you kneel here before us, do you believe that you are a woman with a woman's desires, and in no important sense a man?"I nodded. Now I had told my wife's lover everything that I had agreed to be turned in to a woman, and had accepted my bondage and...

For his punishment, Arthur faced the wall. His mother had threatened inviting some of her lady friends over for tea. Aunt Martha thought it a splendid idea. Her obscene laugh was loud, like the neighing of a horse. Facing the wall wasn't so bad. It was what he wore that was so mortifying. A red pleated, red velvet dress with frilly petticoats underneath, his bare legs exposed, feet in frilly red ankle socks and Mary Jane shoes on his feet. Under the bib-like dress he wore a long-sleeve,...

The next day when Patrick arrived at Sara's she noted with pleasure that he seemed cooperative and stripped quickly when asked. He only hesitated for a second when she handed him a raspberry colored pair of silk briefs. She then took him to a friend of hers for an hour of electrolysis. The started with the boy's side burns.Each day for the next week the pattern repeated. Patrick would arrive at Sara's at four. Sara had him strip, threw his boy's shorts in the garbage, and gave him a few pair...

The truth was that she now thought of herself almost exclusively as female. Even in her dreams she was almost always a girl. She stole a glance at Jeff, who was driving. He was tall and lanky and she wondered what it would feel like to be kissed by a man, to be held and dominated by strong arms that overpowered her, crushed her breasts to his chest and forced her to yield her body. At the thought she felt her nipples grow hard. Sara asked her why she was blushing but Sherry just smiled and...

"Let me put it this way: your job is to make your legs and feet so pretty that your women customers will wish that their own gams and peds looked as good as yours because it is that wishing that makes them buy my shoes. Pure and simple. Tell me, do you have any reluctance about making your legs and feet look like girls' - and letting others see you after you've done that?"My head was spinning but I managed to respond quickly, "No, Cynthia. I'll keep my legs and feet at their very prettiest for...

"I'm pleased that you're going to part of the class, Stephanie."At least her initial response was favorable. That made me very happy."There's just one little thing," she continued, "... at least I hope you'll think of it as a little thing. I see that you signed up for the male class. I can understand why you did that, but I've moved you to the girl's class because we think that's where you belong. Don't worry, there will be a couple of other males who are now exploring their feminine sides,...